Are you ready to flambé some Grand Marnier? I love to flambé; J’adore Grand Marnier. I live to flambé de Grand Marnier. How many ways can I say . . . in my thick, pretentious l’accent francais? Too many to count, I am afraid. And by the way, parlez vous francais?

Putting fire to any alcohol doused sauce makes me giddy, and according to what I am cooking, that energy presents in a variety of ways.

While prepping my ingredients for this snapper, I channeled Chef Louis from The Little Mermaid. Do you remember him? He danced and sang about his love for fish, les poissons, les poissons! I added to his song with every version of I will flambé the Grand Marnier: je vais flamber le Grand Marnier that I could muster. And as entertaining as I was, I drove my poor husband from the room, his ears sick of what amounted to an elocution of poorly remembered, high school French verb conjugation delivered in rhyme and interspersed with outbursts of les poissons, les poissons!

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